Jin Zuko Novels & Stories

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

It was aggressive and loud—spiked shoulder pads, a mohawk made of holographic flames, and a leather jacket that said BORN TO FRAG on the back. "You can't call shotgun, Leo," Jinx said, leaning against a stack of virtual tires. She looked like a futuristic racer, wearing a suit made of white and pink carbon fiber, holding a racing helmet under her arm. "I'm the designated driver. My Agility stat gives me +20% Vehicle Handling. If you drive, we flip in the first turn."

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

He moved. It wasn't a fight; it was a slaughter. He became a blur of silver fur and violet lightning. He didn't use weapons; his tails were his blades. He moved with deadly precision, one that made the elite assassins look like children. In a few seconds, the liquid-chrome suits were shredded, and the Dusk-Blades lay shattered on the concrete. But as the last assassin fell, Valerius staggered. He coughed suddenly, violet blood staining his lips. The effort of forcing his power while the poison was still in his system was tearing him apart from the inside.

He's one of the most strongest people he has ever fought. Kazuha is visibly shocked at the display of power. In Japan, there is one Sen with a famous reputation that matches his description. As a powerful Sen herself, she has met other chi users, some of which are her teachers. There was one chi user in her generation who surpassed everyone without a teacher and the only one in Japan whom she hadn’t met. She has been curious of him since the junior tournaments. Even though Kazuha won the tournaments, she believe he is the real winner. He just doesn't want to make an appearance outside of the preliminary rounds. He was known as The Wanderer and one of the Four Seasons of Japan.

Mama Sarah covered her face with her palm, blocking her eyes from the radiance. When it disseminated, Jung Zu was left standing, with a shredded robe, that exposed his skin, bleeding. The other copies of him were not any better, they suffered the same fate, the collision sighed in admiration. “This Jung Zu is too powerful, we can't even get rid of his divine sense with just a strike, I am afraid if it were to be the real Jung Zu, we won't stand a chance at all” Jung Zu made a move, and the Ground below shook violently.

By casting this spell, Sir Zuka was in full control of his body and mind. “Expected from your Father… He is a Tademono after all.” Katastrofi praised, knowing among the twelve scholars who sealed him, two of them were Tademonos. They were exceptional. “I have my body in my possession now.” Sir Zuka declared, ready to face him but the time was short and all the kids were delighted to see their master, they wanted to talk to him. “Old man…” Persephone whispered, rushing to him, pulling his robe, releasing a trembling smile as all of them had tears in their eyes to find Sir Zuka with them.

I say trying to feign dominance which seems to erupt a fits of laughter from the man. “Enough talking princess,” he states transforming into his full wolf self his piercing blue eyes burning through my skin. He launched at me as I ran off trying to save myself but no matter how fast I ran, I could still feel him getting close. My thoughts are cut short when I trip on something urging me to land on the ground with a thud. My heart hammered feeling defeated as I turned to face my opponent. He used his claws putting effort on my left leg till a crack crept before he scratched my jeans penetrating my skin.

She stared at me, trying to figure me out. “I’ll go a step further—if you let me keep Jezebel, in three full moons I'll take Marianna as my mate. She is a beautiful girl. It would be my honor.” I added, and I meant it. Marianna with her fiery red hair, and freckled face, was very attractive.

Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!” Jade was was Capris alter ego, she never told anyone she didn’t know her real name. She was not a bird brain easily impressed woman. Men would often pull our wads of cash out to try and impress her, but she would look away in disgust. Money didn’t impress her, neither did material things. She had everything she needed or wanted. Capri worked to ensure she would never be in need or want. She also told them she wasn’t into men as a way to get them to back down. She knew she needed another excuse. That line did not work, she would have never though these little boys wo